Home to a Disturbance

Your house was completely dark as you snuck back in. You still couldn't believe what had happened at Denise's house, or anything else that happened this day. The succubus had collared your friend and held her down as she slept. She never seemed to wake, but that didn't stop the succubus from holding her down as she began to mumble and turn in her sleep. When the suit had finally let go, you watched as your friend began to masturbate in her sleep, before...

“Giving you a good tongue washing?”

Freaking mindreading. You still felt a strange inner heat lower in your body, a heat that had started as you watched your friend frantically play with herself but had abated somewhat after she brought you to climax. It had faded even more as you made your way home, to the point that it was just a low ebb throbbing below your gut. You were worried you were being changed again, but after focusing on your manhood you were still positive it was there.

“Don't worry about it too much, just some simple bonding adjustments, my pretty little host!” The succubus said, a giggle following shortly afterward as you made your way to your room.

Well, that just made you even more concerned. Bonding adjustments? As far as you knew she could be getting ready to fully transform you into a girl, or daemon, or maybe she was planning to transform you into a copy of her and steal your body?

“Oh for fuck's sake,” She stopped before the stairs leading up, “I am just attuning your body to my kind of magic, for now, I have no desire to listen to your thoughts if you have a panic attack.”

Her Magic? So she could...

“Nooope! Let's change that line of thinking!”

His whole body suddenly felt flush with arousal, his member quickly went erect and his body suddenly felt more sensitive. He was suddenly more aware of the latex he was clothed in, the constant embrace and tightness of it causing a strange type of thrill to course through him. Attempting to turn his mind from him brought back memories of Denise and what they had done, further fighting that brought back his encounter at the party.

Phantom hands began to tease at his nipples again, the warm mouth embracing his cock, and playful slaps to his posterior rang out as his form climbed the stairs. Frustration rang out as his body quickly felt pushed to the edge of climax, but not beyond, his mind trying to call to mind other fantasies he has had over the years, but the hold on him would wipe them away and replace them with the memories of this night.

Then suddenly it ended. He took a moment to catch his breath, wondering why he was standing still in the hall outside his room. His face was oriented down, seeing the light emerge from beneath his door, and then his body moved to place his head against the door. The sound of shuffling objects and footsteps could be heard. It was late, but if his mom got home late and realized he was not home she could be collecting his laundry or...

“Your sister might have woken early from those pleasant dreams I gave her,” The succubus said in a whisper, “Either way, it looks like we will have even more fun tonight!”

(As a note the second thread is MUCH further in development at this time).